Black cottonSteady stressin' smith and wessons count my blessin'sClass is in session the worst question is the first questionWhy do we work like slaves, sweatin' blades to an early graveNever got paid but still we slave em and andre

Answer that then answer this tooLoves gonna get ya you know it's true life's a bitch trueYou best to backtrack and try to act black and liveNot to be phony and positive but why be negative?

What's the matter g? black cat got your tongueFat track gotcha sprung now your hung, do ya feel me?Dum dum diddy is it me?Attempt to reach each and every brother on the streets

If not peace then at least let's get a pieceI'm tired of seein' bodies on the streets, deceasedLookin' through my high school yearbookReminiscin' of the tears as the years took

One homie, two homie, three homies, poofWe used to have troops but now there's no more youth to shootGod come save the misbegottenLost ghetto souls of black cotton in god's eyes

Nobody don't care(no matter how hard i try look to the sky)(and i ask god why)Nobody don't care(seems like my dreams drowned in by screams)(no answer to my questions)

In the belly of the beast i'm bubblin' upRunnin' out of luck, about to self destructOld heads say live your life like suchYour sure to catch her witcha one day boyI wouldn't listen to 'em

Your power movement was cool but it ain't fix nothin'So i just go with what i know, i don't trust noneLook what the 80's did to us baby kidsAnd now we grown up, nobody ain't own us yet

Black cotton, i'm plottin' on what they owe meI'm workin' without a profit they shacklin' all my homiesI'm hurtin' but keep the momoners irkin'And we ain't stop, it's cutains, you try to riseAnd certainly we survive with outlaw ridas

What's the reward for a strugalaIf the lord lovin' us then why they hate to see us comin' upRunnin' up, gun cocked like nasty glovesIf you ain't got a penny, mind the glove no love

Waitin' for my 40 acas and a blunt to blazeBiblicle times good hearts with milita mindsBlack cotton i'm hoppin' over enemy linesBlack cotton i ain't stoppin' till they givin' me mine, black cotton

Nobody don't care(no matter how hard i try look to the sky)(and i ask god why)Nobody don't care(seems like my dreams drowned in by screams)(no answer to my questions)